STORIES OF LOTUS GLORY

Original Photography: Vassa Retreat at Wat Na Luang, Thailand

How I longed for her lotus glory,
that majestic transformation story,
but prick after prick I can't deny,
such fantasies are a lie,

For she never leaves the mud behind,
but grows in union to escape being blind, 
so instead of fighting thorns of time,
I peer inside to see what's truly mine.

Looping in endless cycles to satisfy,
what is this mind and who is this 'I'? 
to rid bitter inquire into sweet desire,
extinguish that fire and grow ever higher,

A grand dance of mirages & magic shows,
the more I grow the more to let go, 
I can not conquer primal pain and fear,
but I can truly see her whispers in my ear.

With flashing wisdom blossoms surprise,
blissful aromas arise,
another lotus dream dies,
but with the wind — this cactus now flies.